First off, I apologize to my friends and roleplay partners who've been left hanging. Any desire to cancel old threads is completely understandable.

I've been struggling with a serious health issue the past several months. There was a long period where things would seem to improve only to relapse, delaying things further. All that aside, just wanted to let people know I'm around again and to contact me via PM or Trillian - ironsoldier, if anyone wants to get things going again.

It was time for the real deal, this was going to be their third meeting and probably this is the only one that counts!. Ami had previously encountered with her frenemy in the AFW backstage, the gym and now finally in the pro wrestling arena ring. Things had already been spiced up between the two ladies and sparks will definitely fly at the end of this wrestling match.

The supermodel was in her private locker room, already changed in her wrestling attire which was a navy blue lycra sports bra and matching spandex wrestling briefs, she was sitting on her chair infront of the mirror while busy "preparing" for her match as she applied some light make-up on her cheeks, some lipgloss and black eyeliner across her lower eyelids. She pouted infront of the mirror and winked at herself "Damn- Im gorgeous" she giggled.

*Knock*Knock*Knock*" Erm Miss Ami, its me, If you're just about ready...Ummm c-can be I mean can you please head out to the arena, your match is due now!" Kyle struggled to find the right words to disturb his wealthy client. Meanwhile, inside the room, Ami snickered as she was putting on her knee and elbow pads " Urgh,Im coming! Cant you be a little more considerate and wait for people,you idiot? she replied to him before unlocking the door and heading out. " How do I look? she said, putting her index finger on her bottom lip and striking a pose. " Y-you look great miss Ami, as always"he said scratching the back of his head. " Hmph, of course I do...now come on." she snapped her fingers and went ahead towards the arena, as Kyle followed her.

Ami's entrance theme cued and she waited for a few more seconds to build the suspense before brushing past the curtains and heading out towards the arena, The supermodel did a catwalk across the ramp that lead towards the ring, while waving to the crowd and blowing kisses all around, as she got close enough to the ring she ordered Kyle to get up on the ring apron and bend open the ring ropes a bit so that she might make her way, Kyle sighed and did what he was told. Ami entered the ring in real royal fashion as she quickly called for a mic.

"*ahem* I would just like to say that, after I had already defeated my best friend, Alaina, in our little gym spar a while ago she was really persistent for a rematch that she was kind enough to let me choose our match type and even the stipulation for when I win the match *giggle*. So here I am, I've decided the match type and what I want when I win today's match...." She smirked as she licked her lips, waiting for the amazon to enter the ring.